"Ritsuka, you..."
Lawrence looked into Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes, trembling slightly.
He did not understand why Fujimaru Ritsuka could say something like that at a time like this.
He knew what kind of person Fujimaru Ritsuka was. Lawrence had had quite a few Masters, but Fujimaru Ritsuka was the one he had been most satisfied with among all the Masters he had encountered. He also knew better than anyone what kind of person Fujimaru Ritsuka was.
Yet even so, when Fujimaru Ritsuka said those words at this moment, he was still utterly...
To be honest, if Fujimaru Ritsuka had been angrier right now, perhaps Lawrence would have...
No, in the end, that was just a thought to comfort myself. I simply felt that if Ritsuka acted like that, I might feel a little better.
Lawrence lowered his head again.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with this." Fujimaru Ritsuka wore a slight smile as he rolled his wrist. "To have made it this far, every one of us has already given everything we possibly could. Now that everything is about to reach its final conclusion, I have no reason not to accept a Mystic Code that can greatly increase our chances of victory."
"We're all that's left of this world. I'll do everything I can."
With a resolute smile, he looked toward Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci.
Lawrence and Leonardo da Vinci looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka in stunned silence, not knowing what to say.
A few hours remained before Chaldea's large-scale Spiritron Transfer. Fujimaru Ritsuka temporarily removed the Mystic Code meant for the final battle and walked to a corridor in Chaldea with windows.
By coincidence, Mash was there as well.
Holding Fou in her arms, Mash blankly gazed at the vast snowy landscape beyond Chaldea.
"Ah, Senpai, you're here."
Mash